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VIDEO: youtu.be/vsOJJZ0LjAo

This is our re-imagining of Dead Prez’s 1999 super-anthem, “Hip-Hop”.

I didn’t change the lyrics.

In Hip-Hop we rarely pay tribute or honor our great artists and classic songs like so many other genres do. And outside of VH1 Hip-Hop Honors (which ended 5 years ago), we never really show gratitude to those who came before us.

For me, this song’s content has never lost potency and if you really look around, every lyric still applies to today’s social and political climate. Plus, after country jumping for the better part of 6 years, to see the impact this song has internationally is an experience in itself.

So, as we revisit and reinterpret one of my all-time favorites, I just want to say: Thank You dead prez.

With those who can't be with us in mind,
It’s B1993R than Hip-Hop.
Be well world.


released June 20, 2015

(dead prez, S. Chang, S. Lee, A. Moreira, L. Shia, E. Yu)

Vocals - LEO37
Drums - Adriano Moreira
Bass - Eugene Yu
Guitar - Uncle Lee
Keys - Sung Chang



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LEO37 Toronto, Ontario

LEO37's music is a melting pot of eclectic influences, studied and brewed into something altogether new. Hip-hop, soul, jazz, electronica and pop fragrances combine and inform a distinct, progressive persona that is both self-conscious and worldly.

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Track Name: B1993R
It's bigger than hip hop

[Verse 1]
One thing 'bout music, when it hit you feel no pain
white folks says it controls your brain
I know better than that, that's game and we ready for that
Two soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?
And where my army at?
Rather attack and not react
Back the beats, it don't reflect on how many records get sold
On sex, drugs, and rock and roll, whether your project's put on hold
In the real world, these just people with ideas
They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear
Again the real world, it's bigger than all these fake ass records
When poor folks got the millions and my woman's disrespected
If you check 1,2, my word of advice to you is just relax
Just do what you got to do, if that don't work then kick the facts
If you a fighter, rider, bout it, flame ignitor, crowd exciter
Or you wanna just get high, then just say it
But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-cry agent with a wire
I'm gonna know it when I play it


[Verse 2]
Who shot Biggie Smalls?
If we don't get them, they gonna get us all
I'm down for runnin' up on them crackers in they city hall
We ride for y'all, all my dogs stay real
Don't think these record deals gonna feed your seeds
And pay your bills because they not
MC's get a little bit of love and think they hot
Talkin' bout how much money they got, all y'all records sound the same
I'm sick of that fake thug, R&B, rap scenario all day on the radio
Same scenes in the video, monotonous material, y'all don't here me though
These record labels slang our tapes like dope
You could be next in line, and signed, and still be writing rhymes and broke
You would rather have a Lexus, some justice, a dream or some substance?
A Beamer, a necklace or freedom?
and it don't stop 'til we get the po-po off the block
We call it....